So I regain my self, brush all of the powder out of my jacket, get out of there and come back for round two!
Yeah there's a little rock band at Lake Louise I keep hitting on my way to a favorite powder stash. I usually pause on top and then take the flying leap!
First couple times I landed funny and ate it, but dusted off and came back and it felt great when I finally did it!!!
'course then I got cocky and tried it up higher on the band, fell about 10 feet and just about landed on a rocky outcrop. I had that oh shit moment on the way down. Surprised I didn't need to change my drawers.